Thank you [C]Lord for watching [G]over from the [D7]window up [G]above

In the last rays of the sunset when the Master whispers low

To his [C]good and faithful [G]servants He will[A7] say to them well [D7]done

[G]What a happy happy meeting in that [C]land of perfect [G]love

Thank you [C]Lord for watching [G]over from the [D7]window up [G]above

Let me be among that number who will go to live with himJust to be the least among them when the saints go marching inWhat a happy happy meeting in that land of perfect loveThank you Lord for watching over from the window up above

Lord I only bow to thank Thee for your precious tender loveAnd for gently watching over from the window up aboveOh so many times I've failed Thee still you call me your belovedThank you Lord for watching over from the window up above

In the last rays of the sunset when the Master whispers lowTo his good and faithful servants He will say to them well doneWhat a happy happy meeting in that land of perfect loveThank you Lord for watching over from the window up above